Sunday, July 14, 2019
Monday, July 8, 2019
[Poetry] Addiction
This
viscous, self-perpetuating cycle of prescribed self-abuse,
bleeding
from perpetual defeat, I hardly stood a chance to reclaim myself,
when
tossed about in the spiraled tempest casting fragmented delightful illusions.
Now,
my mind overwhelmed while my shaking hands still unskilled,
I
find myself grasping unfamiliar tools – those that can be my anchor.
Hard
to dispel these cravings, wandering off within a maze of my own making.
This gloomy fog of darkened thoughts suffocates in the mist of stark isolation,
And
other triggers quick to draw me back into depression and addiction.
Resolve
and the toolmaker, come guide me and lead me away from this unholy affliction!
Thursday, July 4, 2019
[IT] Display Chinese in Command Prompt
chcp 936
In the Windows shell, the "code page" determines how bytes are converted to characters on the screen. Using the CHCP command changes the shell's code page. Please note that before the CHCP command can be used, the nlsfunc must be loaded and country.sys must be loaded into the config.sys.
Automation
To remove the need to do this every time, you can create a simple batch file to change the code to whatever you wish. Here, it's changed to 65001 which is Unicode. This will not be able to display East Asian characters but you will be able to type other characters.
@ECHO OFF
REM change CHCP to UTF-8
CHCP 65001
CLS
You can save this in the folder C:\Windows\System32 as a bat file such as switch.bat.
Then, create a shortcut to cmd.exe on Desktop and change the shortcut's properties to C:\Windows\System32\cmd.exe /k switch
Now whenever you need to type in a different script, you can use this shorcut.
Sunday, June 30, 2019
Why Start This Blog Again
This blog has not been updated in a while but I'm starting it up again, primarily since I need an online place to organize my thoughts and the knowledge I seem to be constantly collecting. Also, it provides an avenue for me to express my random musings to the greater public (assuming that people actually read this of course). I figure it's worth a few extra minutes a day typing things up. A lot of good blogs that people actually want to read start that way. If you notice, I have put up links on the top bar as well to cover some of the other activities I do. Hopefully, they'll be of interest as well.
What does this blog entail? A mishmash of everything really which doesn't fit on my other arenas of interest -- science and technology blog or space. Check it out at your leisure. Finding topics may be difficult due to the poor labeling scheme so feel free to inform me and I can update it.
Also, this place presents a helpful pseudo-bookmark for me to find interesting topics such as:
C++ Style Guide
https://google.github.io/styleguide/cppguide.html
Dijkstra's algorithm
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dijkstra%27s_algorithm
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dijkstra%27s_algorithm
Some interesting programming tools include:
C++ Coding Standards Part 0: Automated Code Analysis
https://gist.github.com/lefticus/10191322
Thursday, June 27, 2019
[Poetry] World and I
World and I
I
won’t lie.
I
have big dreams!
I
want to move the world!
I
won’t lie.
I
let the world push me
In
this world, we made way more babies than adults
Sometimes,
I feel like I’m growing smaller not bigger
There’s
no doubt I’m like a child scared of being alone
I
seek solace in the world knowing that people and things do not know who I am
Perhaps
they seek solace too in whatever fashion they can find
So
who is using who?
Artificial
noises are seductive to my ears and I’m lured by worldly Sirens
My
ears blister and burn while I leave truth for lies
Counterproductive
and life-shortening, I shrink
The
days of life dance by day by day – one of so many I think or rather one of so
few
Ask
me if I’m looking for self-growth and I will tell you that I most certainly am
Ask
me if I’m growing and I may tell you that I do not know
But
that may be a lie for I know I often recede
Golden
time most frivolously frittered with motionless words motionless emotions
The
words I say ring hollow to my own ears even while they may inspire others
My
shifting moods give me thoughts where I cannot help but think that I may be a
lie
Outside,
maybe I still shine but within, my fire heart is submerged under the cold water
of fear
My
soul is as deep as the ocean I think but lost like Atlantis under the waves
I
cannot help but feel that I’m sometimes drowning
This
frigid silence within may have eclipsed the totality of my sun
I
am a student of my own heart and I know what I feel:
I
want a white slate to redraw who I am and not just to wait out the grey of
every day
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